My Gentle Tyrant (17)

Fu Yue didn't even need to look at this person's face to know that he must be Ji Rong.

The reason is simple, this child is wearing an extremely wide and ill-fitting dragon robe.

Fu Yue: "......"

He got smaller.

It's getting smaller everywhere.

Fu Yue walked up to the child, picked him up and put him on the bed very easily, and then carefully examined his face twice.

The child looked like he was about five years old.

The very small one, the body is soft and soft, the face is white and tender and a little baby fat, but the eyebrows and eyes are extremely exquisite, and the facial features are deep as if they were painted.

The lips are red like jelly.

Looking at Ji Rong carefully like this, Fu Yue suddenly found that there was a very small tear mole in the corner of his eye, which added a bit of bewitching beauty for no reason.

This face is completely a miniature version of Ji Rong.

Fu Yue's heart suddenly became obscene.

Now the man is smaller.

Or in modern times......

Although I don't know what the situation is, no matter what, this person can let her bully!

Ji Rong was woken up by Fu Yue Rua.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yue stretching out his sinful hand pinching his face.

Ji Rong was stunned: "......? ”

He frowned and slapped Fu Yue's hand away, "Presumptuous!" ”

The voice is soft and not threatening in the slightest.

Ji Rong's face froze.

His voice?

He stiffened his head and lowered his head, realizing that he had shrunk.

Ji Rong tried to get out of bed, but found that when he sat on the bed, his legs couldn't even reach the ground.

“……”

He's become a little bit.

Ji Rong had a skeptical expression on his face, and such an expression became extremely funny when it appeared on a child's face.

Fu Yue burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahahaha

Ji Xiaorong's eyes and knives flew over, and her voice was soft but gloomy: "Qin Chu, you explain to me well, I became like this, are you a ghost?" ”

"You still collaborated with that assassin to assassinate me, it's a big rebellion! If you commit the following crimes, you are guilty of a capital crime! ”

Fu Yue rolled her eyes.

She reached out and hugged Ji Xiaorong effortlessly.

Ji Xiaorong's face was pale: "You let go of me!" ”

It was useless to struggle twice, and Ji Xiaorong looked disparate.

Fu Yue carried the child to the window, pointed to the scene outside and said to him, "Look clearly, this is still not your Ji dynasty." ”

Outside the window is exactly a road.

Many of the vehicles on it sped away.

Fu Yue could clearly feel that the child's little hand around her neck tightened without a trace.

Ji Xiaorong was silent for a few seconds.

Yu Yu asked, "What kind of monster is this?" ”

"And where am I?"

Fu Yue didn't mind that what she said would refresh this baby's worldview.

"This is the world in a thousand years, Your Majesty, your Ji dynasty, has died."

Ji Xiaorong was stunned, then came back to his senses and said angrily: "What nonsense! ”

Fu Yue threw him to the ground.

"Believe it or not."

……

Ji Rong painted for two hours and finally accepted the fact that his dynasty was gone, and then fell into self-isolation.

The child was huddled in a clump on the bed.

Fu Yue played with the original owner's mobile phone for a while, of course, it was unlocked with fingerprints, and found that the original owner had the habit of writing a diary, which was stored on the sticky notes in the mobile phone.

I simply took a look.

Fu Yue searched for several important information.

The original owner is an orphan, lives alone, and has no friends, and the social circle is quite small.

And most importantly, there is not much money.

Fu Yue sighed heavily.

She glanced at the little emperor who was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Hey."

The other party ignored her.

"Ji Rong?"

The little emperor glanced at her, but still didn't say anything.

Fu Yue grinded his teeth: "If you ignore me again, I will throw you away and leave you to fend for yourself!" ”

The little emperor was stunned: "...... Throw me? ”

He suddenly smiled disdainfully: "I will rely on you as a woman?" ”

……

Two minutes later.

The little emperor was carried to the gate with his back collar.

Fu Yue tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Then Your Majesty the Emperor, you can be self-reliant!"

After saying that.

The door slammed shut.

Ji Xiaorong sneered and left without hesitation.

Just go, can't he be a dignified seven-foot man alone? ?

It's ridiculous!

As a result, Ji Xiaorong turned his head and saw a dog on the other side of the door, taller than others, walking towards him slowly.

Ji Xiaorong: "!! ”

He's got a limp, really.

Ji Xiaorong immediately decided to knock on Fu Yue's door, and he was very spiritual.

"Qin Chu, you open the door for me quickly, I won't be like you!"

"Qin Chu, you haven't come out yet!!"

"Qin Chu, you save me, I'm wrong, woo woo, the dog is so scary......"

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"Writing, not counting words"

The little emperor and Fu Yueyue's modern sand sculptures are hilarious, and they will wear them back.

Good night